I plead the heavens for your return,
But maybe it’s time for our memories to get burn.
I plead every day and night,
Maybe you were just someone for me to write.
I stopped pleading and tried standing up on my own,
But I wouldn’t deny the countless nights where I would just stare on my phone.
Waiting for your message. . . or your calls. . . or you.
Anything. As long as it’s true.
But who was I kidding? I am just nothing.
I was just a girl who you left stunning.
I wonder if you have ever felt my presence.
I wonder if you ever knew my existence.
Please, don’t mind the sweet nothings that I say.
For all of them won’t make you come back. . . or stay.
Maybe you don’t like my personality. . . or me.
But I still love you and your whole totality.